Monday, December 29, 2008
Therapy Starts at Home
Recently my brothers (Nanuq and Trouble), sister (Macy), and I realized our mom was going to become ill. We always stay close by, but we felt we needed to be even closer. My brother Nanuq and I do not normally sleep with our parents because we are big and furry and it gets too hot in their bed, however, Trouble and Macy always sleep with them.
On this evening Nanuq insisted on getting into bed with Mom and Dad and then he, Trouble, and Macy laid as close as they could get to Mom all night long. I laid in the floor right beside of her. Mom didn't feel well when she awoke, but continued to prepare for her day as usual. Mom left with Dad to run errands and take care of some necessary business.
While away from home, Mom became very ill. Dad brought her home and helped her to bed. Mom was very weak, seeing spots, and experiencing a severe headache. Dad wanted to take her to the doctor, but Mom is stubborn. She just wanted to lay down. Mom said, "I am too sick to go to the doctor...I can not even sit up....just let me lay down." Dad reluctantly agreed.
The next day, Mom was much better. We knew Mom did not feel well, but quite often our parents do not listen to us. They know we are very sensitive, but sometimes I think they forget how sensitive.
Woofs and wags,